Too many fools to handle,
Wisdom sought in nonsense,
When did posturing pay?
For pride, never a way.
The ignorant don’t even know it,
To little are they shown this,
Trapped behind the glass,
Always greener the other grass.
How do things ever change?
It takes time to rearrange,
A teacher’s job is never done,
If you
care, rarely fun.
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